Your new home had plenty of space.
That was the advantage of moving out of the city and to a small town - your money went a lot further. The other advantage was being able to escape Anya, your insane growing ex.
Her insanity seemed to be linked to her growth, and her growth was unfortunately linked to you. Every time you made love to her she grew bigger. Neither of you knew what caused it. Your original, ego-stroking, theory was that the expert pleasure you were bringing her was somehow unlocking her growth. Anya soon proved that wrong with a few sessions of playing with her vibrator - and by sleeping with your best friend. In fact, she slept around with quite a few others with no similar results.
It was clear there was something special about your love-making, and that's why she'd became obsessed with you. Of course, you tried to break up with her as soon as you learnt about her sleeping around but she wouldn't allow it. The problem was, you had already made her big enough to take whatever she wanted. You realised it was only going to get harder to defy her the more you fulfilled her needs, so you made plans to escape.
You decided to get out of town while you still could, you found a new place in a distant city and moved out in the dead of night. Now the morning sun was rising on a new day and the realtor's office was open so you swung by to pick up the keys to your new place. You pulled up outside your new home and immediately spotted the damaged garage door. You'd expected some differences to the photos you'd seen on the online listing, but nothing as big as this. The door had clearly been knocked off its frame. You decided it was a good idea to do a walk through of the house before bringing any of your belongings inside.
Given that the garage door was nearly off its hinges you decided to enter that way. Once inside you spotted that there was no door from the garage into the house, just a hole that appeared to have been sledge-hammered through the wall. You stepped through it into your new house to find yourself in the living room, and right in front of you - Anya. She laid there, naked and taking up most of the room.
You should have seen this coming, the busted garage door, the hole in the wall - you knew she was capable of these things but it hadn't crossed your mind that she would have been able to track you down, especially so soon.
"I like your new place." Anya said, followed by a chuckle which reverberated through the empty house.
"Get out." you snarled.
"Oh, is that anyway to treat little old me?" she replied with mock hurt.
"I said get out." you reiterated.
Anya leaned forwards, even when reclining she towered over you.
"Make me."
You knew there was no way you could get her to go, so you gave up on the idea.
"How did you find me?" you couldn't help but ask defeatedly.
"Your friends are very talkative, especially when I sit on them for half an hour."
You wanted to be angry with whoever had told her your new address, but you found that you couldn't be. It wasn't their fault, there was no man alive who could stop Anya getting what she wanted now.
"I'd apologise for the damage" Anya started, before smirking and adding, "But I know we're going to damage a lot more when we work on making me bigger."
You watched, hypnotised, as Anya leaned back and started to rub her enormous clit.
"Now, get naked and get over here!" she demanded.
You could do nothing else but obey.
You watched as Anya surged bigger as soon as your entered her. As you started to pump away you cursed yourself for the mistakes you'd made; you should have kept where you were going a secret, you should have moved further away....
But as Anya started to fill the room you realised your biggest mistake; you should have gotten somewhere with more space.
Meta: This was an experiment in trying to convey the size of a mini-giantess. I normally like to convey size by having the giantess stand over something in the foreground. For mini-giantesses you're often stuck for choice - furniture and people being the only things that often spring to my mind. Of course the size of people and pieces of furniture vary greatly so they don't often serve as great reference points. But I've seen a few other collagers do mini-giantess and use the room they're in to sell the size. I thought that'd be a good idea as with a bit of shadowing you can make it clear that its not a perspective trick.
This worked out just OK in the end. I had to go back and redo the shadows a few times to make them right (they're probably a bit too dark for the environment but I spent so much time on them I wanted them to be seen). I added a very subtle reflection onto the shiny floor which I think helps - but the rough edges of the cut out in places I think spoil the end result.
The story isn't very inventive, I know. Its just a mash-up of some of the greatest hits: failing to escape an ex + you're responsible for her growth + sex induced growth. I'm sure I've done this combo before, but not focused on the mini-giantess stage of it. I just wanted something to go with this experiment. I have plenty more cut outs of Anya so I may continue it and explore some new territory to make it more unique in the long-run.
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